A walk-while-clearing-drains through the woodland yesterday produced a lovely selection of woodland birds. At this time of year, a lot of the small birds form mixed flocks that move through the woods feeding. If you stand really quietly and still, they can be very confiding and will move past you as if you weren’t there. For me, this is an utterly magical experience – seeing these wild birds close up without disturbing them. So often, when we see bird, they’re a disappearing blur, but sshhhhh! and stay very still and you might be lucky enough for them just to move past with only a minor scold or two!
The flock that went past yesterday was a mix of blue, coal and great tit, goldcrest, chaffinch, treecreeper and my first brambling of winter. These finches look a bit like chaffinches but are winter visitors here, probably from Scandinavia. Also around were flocks of bullfinch, siskin and redpoll, and one lone crossbill. Highlight of the day was a weasel though – these tiny predators are hard to spot and it’s been ages since I’ve seen one.
By they way, I know I’ve cheated slightly with the pics – but the tits are easier to photograph when they have peanuts on the mind.